fled with ex-which don'tcv Parks.S CRIME.*ed in the1 g by a clock- powered, ged.■ the People.re early this f Frank Dice btby a maek-of the lynch-i in charge of i came from ig, are as fol-Sheriff Benj. y some men d announced a charge. On »be front doorwuat win juu uavct n u» s,wine, cigars, or anything you choose.” The faces of the men, as I said this, were a study, and they said: Why. I don’t understand what you mean, Mr. Murphy.”“1 meanslmple courtesy,” I returned. ‘■It is certainly customary to offer a glass of wine in return for such a welcome as yours.”“This Is outrageous.” cried one of them, “that you should come here tonight to lecture no temperance and talk about drinking.” To which I answered that 1 was going to do nothing of the kind. ^•‘Are you not Mr. Francis Murphy?” they asked.“No, I am Joe Murphy, tbeaotor,” I said, smiling, and they dashed out of the door in search of their right visller.Well, it seems some big temperance society there was to have Francis Murphy, a well-known temperance lecturer, there on that same evening. The other Murphy's traio arrived some live minutes after mine, and he was obliged to carry bis valise through the rain to a near hotel, un welcomed and alone. I afterwards became acquainted with him and we enjoyed a good laugh over the mistake.'ell’s full.E. S. WILLARD AND THE FAT SUPER.A cockney gallery god furnished the material for this amusing reminiscence of mtne. It was duriug my early daysnn Mia ntaira and f was nlavinir a Dartcourse, mi mental dii ly that evi the victim when thebeen this 1 log, after i day'whenfrom the i I sat in ‘•This arm mused, *‘r dust. I wlt; Then I m1 of linmnrt other peo|had goue and thou, around mtn sined ithrough e Idea galnc was con vl ever. Nc follows al like other my duty I make mo educate n rich, and aginary 11 At last must hav every sho sold in w acres will